| In my mother’s belly and I’m starting to kick
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| 9 months in the womb and I’m making her sick
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| Squeeze through the womb and I land in the room
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| Don’t know who we are, can’t really tell
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| We do the council flats and we do some jail
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| We don’t like school, in a week we go once
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| Don’t like the police 'cause they kick and they punch
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| God bless all the stress and the stress comes at once
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| But remember, boy, you’re a superstar
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| Can’t break it, can’t take who you are
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| Can’t break it, can’t take who you are
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| Remember, boy, you’re a superstar
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| They call you council estate, they call you 'can't go straight'
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| They call you crime rate, they call you 'can't go straight'
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| And you’re bending all the rules where you bury your tools
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| Bending all the rules where you bury your tools
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| Your family can’t visit 'cause the visit’s too far
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| You can’t be who you be 'cause you know who you are
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| Remember, boy, you’re a superstar
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| Remember, boy, you’re a superstar
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| Remember, boy, you’re a superstar
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| Can’t break it, can’t take who you are
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| Can’t break it, can’t take who you are
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| Remember, boy, you’re a superstar
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| You’re a superstar
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| Can’t break it
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| Remember, boy, you’re a superstar
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| Can’t break it, can’t take who you are
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| Can’t break it, can’t take who you are
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| Remember, boy, you’re a superstar
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| Can’t break it, can’t take who you are
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| Can’t break it, can’t take who you are
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| Remember, boy, you’re a superstar |